This distance is wetting my eyes. Sometimes I’m just too taken aback. We probably could have better closer if sky can talk and speak up.
My heart, soul and senses are beaten up, bruised and swollen.
I’m too well pampered by emotions. I rest my eyes at times to recall the long missing interaction. Each time I blink, I see an image of you smiling and teasing. Illusion strikes me ruthlessly till I fall apart.
To live on is tiring. I cannot even fare for myself to care about others, let alone a faraway shadow.
Even technology plays on me.
The love grows and spreads like a plague, over an inestimable distance. I live on to savage myself at your merciless ignorance.
You are so beautiful.